Taking a deep breath, Clark felt that he was about to breathe.

The green eyes stared at the messenger alien that appeared again in the three-dimensional projection. It was not that Clark did not know the existence of the alien. He just didn't expect that the alien's fierceness was far beyond his imagination.

"Below is a set of videos that were originally listed as the highest secret. You can see how the aliens fight."

As the host's voice sounded, the projection image of the messenger's unusual shape disappeared, and replaced by a busy laboratory.

Bright, spacious.

With the help of several assistants, a middle-aged man who looked like a teaching guide was leading them to do the experiment.

The subject of the experiment was like an anatomized shape.

They did not give them a detailed opportunity to see the alien shape whose brain was completely cut open, but the picture suddenly changed, but locked onto the seemingly inconspicuous wall.

"Is it possible that the alien will appear?"

This thought flashed through Clark's mind and his heart beat faster.

As expected, as Clark and more soldiers imagined, the abnormality soon appeared.

A hole suddenly appeared on the hard metal wall reflecting the light.

A trace of liquid with green light dripped from the hole, instantly melting a tiny hole into the ground.

In one corner of the picture, the instructor and several assistants did not find any abnormality in the task.

The holes in the wall gradually became honeycombs under more corrosion.

When another stream of blood surged out, a seemingly not too big cave appeared on the wall.

Its diameter may only allow the thin human teenager to pass through.

Almost at the same time, a young female assistant's nose twitched in one corner of the picture.

When she twisted and saw an abnormality on the wall, a shadow flew out in a "buzzing" way.

The picture briefly stagnated here, and then partially magnified.

All the soldiers finally saw clearly what suddenly flew out of the hole in the wall.

It is very small, almost the same size as the baby's half little finger.

However, such a small thing has a similar body to the messenger alien just now.

Smooth skull, thin lips free from salivating.

On the hard surface of the body with bone armor, a pair of "membrane wings" as thin as cicada wings appeared on both sides of the ribs.

Behind them, there was even a tailbone tail blade with a delicate light shining with the light of the God of Death.

The picture just stagnated for a short time, and then the shadow covered the people in the laboratory.

Screaming and screaming, running and rushing.

When messenger shapes emerged from the enlarged holes on the wall, the laboratory had become a zodiac.

Watching the "worker bee aliens" crawling out from the bodies of those people's beehive-like holes, they saw that several of them were still struggling, twitching, and screaming. The soldiers watching this scene were all numb.

There is only fear, or anger, but what completely occupies the thoughts of these soldiers is still fear.

To put it another way, if they are facing these tiny and fatal things, how good will their fate be?

Protective clothing, useless.

Personal single armor, useless.

These soldiers just saw it very clearly that when the "worker bee alien" flew out, their bodies were covered with corrosive blood from other aliens.

So these little things don’t need to be self-harm at all. They are covered in blood and they are almost melted when they are affected.

What are the uses of laser guns and micro particle guns?

Who can impress the "worker bee alien" that moves quickly and is responsive?

The attack weapon does not work, and military protective clothing does not work.

In this case, what is the difference between a well-trained soldier and a researcher with a well-developed brain but lacking limbs when facing a "worker bee alien"!

In the pale faces and fearful eyes of the soldiers, screams and screams in the picture quickly spread in the underground laboratory like a plague virus.

The picture is abruptly changed.

It was probably the passage of the research room. The passage that was supposed to be clean and tidy was filled with thick ink-like plasma.

On the wall, on the cemetery.

On the steel window, on the bright chandeliers.

There were corpses everywhere.

At this time, the screen changed again.

A group of fully armed soldiers appeared, and the soldiers could tell at a glance that they were not ordinary soldiers, but elite special forces members.

But they did not rush into the laboratory, and a fat man who suddenly appeared and a capable and beautiful woman stopped them.

The woman slapped her in the face and asked the team leader of the special operations team to shut up.

After the special forces quickly evacuated and blocked the laboratory, the fat man and the woman walked into the laboratory side by side.

The thick metal door was quickly closed.

"I recognize him. That little fat man is a fighter and even entered the top fifty in the last special war brigade competition."

"I have seen that woman, she is also a fighter. She seems to be named Wang Meng or something. She won 31st in the last special battle brigade competition."

A deep voice of discussion sounded in the dark auditorium.

The picture did not stop because of the sound of discussion.

"Everyone can have your destiny. Sister, I have always liked you very much."

"I know."

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance if I don't say it anymore. Don't lie to me. Do I have any place in your heart?"

The woman didn't say anything, but turned her head and her warm and wet lips kissed Fatty's mouth.

Almost the moment the lips were touching, the bright underground laboratory suddenly turned black.

The dark picture quickly switched to the thermal energy mode.

The soldiers whose eyes were soaring to the extreme could only see the two bodies changing rapidly.

They cannot see the alien shape because of the thermal energy mode, and the existence of the alien shape cannot be detected at all.

Lightning-like movements are getting slower and slower.

Screws of liquid with temperature ejected from time to time from time to time from the two of them.

Finally, the two of them leaned back to back together.

Until it fell down, and then after the corpse became cold, it completely disappeared into the dark scene.

"According to the aftermath, the two fighters killed a total of twelve small aliens now called the "worker bees", and also killed sixteen messenger aliens you had seen before."

"According to our final inference, there were about 3,000 aliens that sneaked into the institute from the underground at that time, and there were about 300 aliens in the messenger."

"Also, the aliens that sneaked into the institute that night were just like a drop of water in the sea compared to all the aliens now."

The host's voice became increasingly deeper and more solemn.

When his voice reached the ears of the 60,000 soldiers in the auditorium, the sense of fear spreading in the air slowly turned into despair.
Chapter completed!